Doug Gunderson

Fifty is coming fast and hard
Forcing me to become reflective.
But how does one judge their life
Without being too subjective?
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Hello my fine reptilian friend
May I share this beach with you?
We both like this tropical sun
And we have nothing to do.
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Words scribbled on a tablet’s page
Can sometimes mean so much
They can convey a happy thought
Or contain a lover’s touch.
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Even better than “I love you”
And “you are welcome here”
Are the four greatest words
When spoken so sincere
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I found the letter that you wrote me
Filled with vitriol and hate
I should have saved it for later
But I guess I couldn’t wait.
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Highway Fourteen leads to Yellowstone
I’m reminded all of the time,
Hop in the car and head out west
And get me some peace of mind.
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So many things I could have done
And so many things I should of
But what we do is who we are
Defined by who and what we love.
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I’ve awakened rather early
While at someone else’s house.
I was never good at being
As quiet as a mouse.
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We don’t have many tomorrows
And I’d like to spend them with you
If our paths continue together
I’ll go anywhere they lead me to.
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That’s a beautiful song you’re singing
Please speed it up.
It’s a rouser not a dirge
So speed it up.
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They say that when we’re older
We have a tendency to look back
To see the path we’ve taken,
Check if we’re on the right track.
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It pleases me to please you
Your smile can warm my soul
Knowing that it’s meant for me
Gives a joy I can’t control.
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Both my kids are Franklin kids
And that they’ll always be
Even though he’s twenty six
And she’s almost thirty.
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A drunkard wants to taste every drink
A gambler hopes to make another bet
I yearn to see what I have not seen
Travel to where I have not been yet.
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I’m Jonesing for that high again.
But not sure when it will come
Can’t find it in a powdered form
Or in a bottle of rum.
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You’re gone my love, so you can’t see
All the fun she has with me.
We do dishes, take a bath
Use M&Ms to teach her math.
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Here it is, eight P.M. on a Sunday night
This hectic weekend’s slowly winding down.
I reach for the switch to turn out the light
As you change into you comfy night gown.
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Pink lines are for jumping
And ledges must be balanced on.
And it’s always fun to hear
“Come on Grandpa! Come on”
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Standing on the Old North Bridge
Where those first shots were fired,
Caught up in the history
And what it has inspired.
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Tabitha’s best friend is the moon
And I think I know why.
For no matter where she is,
The moon’s always in the sky.
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